Mid-11th century, the Count of Greningen, nestled at the northern foot of the Alps. Friedrich had been transported there for over a decade. Originally, he only intended to be an heir to the countship, inheriting the title after his father's death and living a peaceful life. However, by chance, he became a servant to the young king and narrowly escaped death in a coup a few years later. Banished back to his territory, he was acutely aware that chaos was imminent, and even a king without power would be at the mercy of others. With his father's support, he cultivated forests, recruited artisans, established workshops, expanded his army, and quietly amassed strength. Now, the king had come of age and begun to rule personally, intending to revitalize the monarchy; princes had seized royal lands and refused to submit to the monarch; and the Church, after a century of reform, sought to break free from secular control. In this chaotic situation, Friedrich...

Ryan Bloodmoon: "I want to buy a large house with a garden and fountain in the mage district of Casano City, then marry a beautiful pure-blooded human lady. If possible, I'd also like to take a pure-blooded elf girl as a concubine." ———【Demon's Lament】is a game with an extremely grand world view. Three hundred years after the pacification of the orcish invasion, the demon plane invaded the Thunderclap Continent. The continental alliance composed of races such as humans, elves, orcs, goblins, dwarves, and giants suffered repeated defeats, retreating to Casano City, preparing for a desperate battle. Thirty-six legendary mages from all over the world gathered in Casano City, unleashing a terrifying forbidden spell, repelling the demon invasion, and tearing apart the interdimensional gate connecting to the abyss plane. One hundred years after the demons' defeat, the forbidden spell elements swirling around Casano City dissipated. Ryan Bloodmoon, from the distant mines...

When the unpredictable Old Ones awakened, bringing their black mist and crimson moon, the world plunged into an eternal night of decadence. Less than 10% of humanity remained, huddled in the steam-belching Brass City. They exploited the Destiny Dimension to enter horrific dungeons and acquire extraordinary powers, yet they lingered on, on the brink of extinction. Then, the writer stepped forward. "Only the Old Ones can defeat the Old Ones!" Li En, a pink, oval-shaped cell cluster, consulted his diary, his two tiny tentacles alternating in front as he pondered deeply. "So, this is why I was summoned here?"